Read the excerpt from an interview.Reporter: I’m standing here today with Dr. Kira Klein, director of the International Foundation for the Study of Viruses. Dr. Klein, what do you think of the recent report from the Center for Disease Control on the likelihood of a flu epidemic?Dr. Klein: With so many new flu viruses popping up each year, and with the prevalence of international travel, I have to agree that an international flu epidemic is a real possibility.
Read the excerpt from "Clara Barton’s Childhood.”Stephen Barton, or Captain Barton as he was called, was a man of marked military tastes. In the evening, after dinner, the family would gather near the fireplace, with its thick hand-cut mantel and river rock surround. With mother in her rocking chair, knitting, and her sister Sally on the sofa with a book, Clara would perch in the armchair on her father’s knee, next to the crackling fire, and listen as he regaled her with tales of his service."…surrounded by darkness, we sat quietly waiting for our orders to advance,” he would say.
Read the excerpt from "Clara Barton’s Childhood.”Hiding her fear, the five-year-old took her first unsanctioned lesson on one of the beautiful colts which were a feature of her father's farm.Together in the pasture, the pair approached a couple of those beautiful grazing creatures, broken only to the halter and bit. David bridled both horses and, holding the reins of both bridles in one hand, threw Clara on the back of one colt.She nearly bounced off the horse. Already aloft on his colt, David swiftly reached down, catching her foot, and pushing her back into place."Hold the reins in one hand and twist your other hand in the mane!” he called, and with that advice, her lesson was complete. Horse and rider as one, they galloped away through the field, in and out among the other colts, in wild glee.
Read the excerpt from "Clara Barton’s Childhood.”From that time on, through long months, she was the member of the family whose entire thought and care was centered around her brother. David was very sick for such a long time that it seemed as if he could never rally.Hour after hour, and day after day, she sat by his bedside, his thin hand clasped in her strong one."Will I ever get better?” he would ask, sometimes several times a day.She practically shut herself up in that sick-room for two whole years.
Read the excerpt from "Clara Barton’s Childhood.”Clara put on the skates and was linked with a scarf to one of the boys. Faster and faster they skated, until they hit a patch of jagged ice and down she went!She tried for days to hide the cuts on her knees, but was eventually found out by her mother. Her mother soothed her as she cleaned and dressed the wounds, telling her,"I once persisted in riding a high mettled unbroken horse in opposition to my father’s commands, and was thrown from the horse.”
Why did the author choose to provide this fictional account of Clara Barton, who was a real person? Select four answers.
Read the excerpt from "Clara Barton’s Childhood.”When she was not listening to her father's stories or helping her mother with the housework, which, good housewife that Mrs. Barton was, she took great pains to teach her youngest daughter how to do well, Clara was as busy as possible in some other way. In that household there were no drones, and the little girl was not even allowed to waste time in playing with dolls, although she was given time to take care of her pets, of which she had an ever-increasing collection, including dogs, cats, geese, hens, turkeys, and even two heifers which she learned to milk.
Read the excerpt from "Clara Barton’s Childhood.”Her warning was not heeded. Up went the sure-footed athlete until he had almost reached the topmost peak of the barn. Crash! a board gave way under his feet, and down to the ground he was hurled, landing on his back on a pile of heavy boards. Limp and lifeless he lay there, a strange contrast to the vigorous young man who had climbed up the building only a few moments earlier. The accident seemed to paralyze the faculties of those who saw it happen. It was not the builders or the older persons present who spoke first, but small, dark-eyed, determined Clara.
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